FAYE.
Lucas... is stunning.
To say the least.
From my measurements, he looks to be over six feet tall. Broad shoulders, lean muscles. He had wavy, silver blonde hair- not dyed, gray eyes and ivory skin.
Like a deity fallen from heaven.
It is unreal.
"What the hell are you doing here?" I snap.
"I came to see you," he answers. "You left in such a hurry that day, I couldn't get a word in."
"That is because I wanted to get away," I tell him.
"Why? We are mates," he says as he walks towards me.
"Stop!" I order as I back away from him. "how did you even find me?"
"I saw you swim upstream. I did the same. It was just a matter of finding and tracking your scent."
"And you decided to approach the pack? Just like that? Do you even know which pack this is?"
"Of course I do. The Blackwate
